Playboy of the Capital

In the magical Yarran World, a group of extraordinary professionals ventured into dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, thrill, and honor, exploring secrets hidden in the depths of time. Coexisting with dangers, they were given a fitting name—adventurers.
With so many adventurers around, there would be a few oddballs, of course. Take for instance, the swordsman who used to be a thirsty hedonist and now spent his days looking for ways to put his life in danger; the knight who saw gold coins as his ultimate pursuit; the schizophrenic and overly curious priest, and the genius mage who was prone to zoning out and could not care of himself. What kind of strange stories would these kooky individuals create when they came together?
Alright, all the above are just nonsense. In truth, this is a casual story of an abnormal, unscrupulous middle-aged man and a few problematic girls undergoing self-therapy- I mean, seeking redemption.
You have been solemnly warned that this story is purely fictional. If there is any glaring similarity, you probably need self-therapy too.

Yarra's Adventure Notes

"What on earth are you looking for?" Dillie walked along the lake shore through the grass, swinging his tail discontentedly, "I've been pulling the boat all afternoon, I'm very hungry now, so I want to have dinner, and I absolutely do not want to eat grass."


"Eating is easy, Lina, throw him a bone to keep him busy chewing on the side, hey hey hey, don't bite, I'm doing something serious here, it'll be done in a moment." Pannis struggled to pull his calf out of the scorpion-tailed lion's mouth, even the pants got punctured by Dillie's sharp teeth, creating a few small holes, but he didn't have the time to complain. He kept moving along the lakeshore, constantly glancing around, clearly on the lookout for something but hadn't said what yet.


Chapter 229 Sunken Ship